At 12:47 18/03/98 +0000, Peter Riley wrote:
>Some notes: this year we have taken the risk of inviting a number of poets
>virtually unknown here.
You mention Lee Ann Brown. She runs the Tender Buttons press which has
published _Sonnets_ by Bernadette Mayer, _Not a Male Pseudonym_ by Ann
Waldman, _Lawn of the Excluded Middle_ by Rosmarie Waldrop and _Imagination
Verses_ by Jennifer Moxley. She also has curated readings for Segue in New
York.
Her own works include _Crush_ and _Polyverse_, the latter forthcoming from
Sun and Moon. Lee Ann is a wonderful reader with a very engaging style.
Here's a sample from _Crush_
1.
Crush specific.
Crush complete.
At your feet.
Crush all over.
Ruling the day.
Afraid to say.
Does daddy know?
I move far away.
Sister shrugs.
2.
I sleep with two.
ONe goes up and one rides away.
ONe stays up all night.
I think with more.
More than two.
Not deciding but enjoying.
Everywhere colliding.
Working and sleeping.
Writing lying down.
Crushed between him and her is nice.
Crush trouble.
3.
We are the daughters of enthusiasm.
With tenderness and dancing.
With late night storming.
Excitement sisters.
Where are my excitement sisters.
At work they are all at work.
We want to talk late into the night.
We want to play tenderly with boys also.
To sleep and work on our nonpaying work.
We try to unite our rent power tryst.
It is seldom these days that we meet.
Assiduous angles in a latin position.
We hide in the woods to remember
the simultaneous noise of the city,
wearing the ring of the city.
Southern butter.
Did you expect southern butter.
Our rented reality is a problem.
Trillium.
Trillium and lady slipper.
Lady Slipper is married to Jack in the Pulpit.
May Apple is a name to remember.
13.
I say these things not because they happen
but because many things happen.
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